drunk is still encountered by their
The sunlight that seemed to dim reflections visible from the tree in my backyard , I'm that cool when it's the middle of the afternoon enjoying the beautiful atmosphere in my village , until he felt the evening azan berkumadang but I still still be there , until he kusadara if then there is a pair of eyes being noticed myself
Until the call to prayer echoed mabgrib finished I just feel the atmosphere is very hot , amid the swift winds that blow , seemed faintly visible behind the banana tree ,
figure being the height is almost the same as a banana tree and a black face and bright red eyes that made ​​me immediately rushed to get into the house
Events are short and with a few minutes I 've forgotten what happened in the afternoon , when the night began mejelang and the clock was pointing to the number 7 has now been switched to the number 8 , I who had been sight-seeing activities as well as the comments on the blog copaser mistik.reunion.web.id stories that do not include sumbelinknya , began to make me feel seikit will saturate their activities , which will never make the idea work itself ntuk
Finally with the mixed flavors I decided to gather in the usual places children gather my hometown , on arrival in the location which is only takes 15 minutes , was seen 3 bottles of alcohol was served and music middle voice sounded rough and now my ears heard
I was once just wanted to join in and do not want to taste the dishes that exist now been lulled to seduction of my friends akbrab , 3 bottles not feel long after I came , and they went back to buy , but not long ago they went to buy alcohol again , a new message appears sound of the tone in my pnsel
evening filled with millions of why you would forget where I come home before midnight

Because the influence of alcohol is a bit to make sure that events will never happen I will not ignore it , the morning after the night we almost changed all decided to go home , because all three of my friends initials a, b , c in living conditions do not allow it then we all decided walking while holding hands ,
when crossing a nursery school (nursery - child ) that suasannya dark , looking faintly visible female figure with long hair loose bandage white negligee , middle back and forth runs from door 1 to door 2 a distance of only 8 meters ,
" bray there 's that girl " he tells me while my friends
looks thinking, which was staggered currently belari like manly men , while the four of us arrived at the front of the figure of the girl , whose face is full of blood and eyeballs are missing , the sempontan menyolot b with his eyes, but he disappeared quickly , itulam when we all get back belari not know a fig , but unfortunately it's the middle of the b in front of her did not notice if there was a ditch
kuhembuskan breath increasingly irregular , not long ago I arrived at the mosque verges c has been followed behind me , because we were tired eventually break dipingir mosque and not feel the morning sun woke us from a deep sleep , I and the c yagn since last night separate daytime inin heard from my mother that the b tetidur in tk with an almost broken leg because of a slippery pole in a ditch
time goes on terasan not been changed during the night and we were back together but this time there are different looks from a distance si si b c mebopong amid the legs keselo , when all we had gathered the apparent force of the b and a recount of events
" I seinget fitting we all run , wes tamarind feb I stumble your legs , my face fortunately not ngepel tuh -story boat , and to make matters worse I ditungguin same devil tuh board until I was unconscious , but his smile was okay abis , heheheheh ... " chanted the b recall what happened last night ,
all the children laughed out loud , a man who had been silent hanay can finally come to speak
" I shall mean the most horror , fit tuh school I jump the fence and break under the tree for struggling breath , e kok voice of one mangil - mangil my name , his voice smooth anyway , I really had no voice bertanyak girl here , while I look behind the tree seems clear that little boy with the face down to the bottom is now crying ,
while hugging the doll , straight w tabok tuh boy , strangely well really cold hands , the boy e lamam ditabok yet , the sound of laughter from the upper branches of a tree sounds fine ditelingah I even almost made me shed a tear , because I'm confused belari drop the number of times because root of the tree stump large enough when I woke looks aesthetically
fathers with white pakayan yet seen a rosary in his hands , and his head covered by a white cloth who looked like he was a scholar but we are not there the village clergy, I will dinasehatinyanya to repent immediately , after a long talk , until the azan shubu same towards me goodbye that person "

all felt the cold air when the A finished reading experience last night , for fear of something like four of us ended up that night all my friends immediately decided to go home , and the four of us back there lived amid the darkness of night ,